Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

you're just a bunch of ones and zeros.
I'm trapped in this stupid tube.
carry me to freedom: the modem in the hall closet.
(gasping)
Skynyrd them!
(gasps) Of course.
(all gasping)
Dinner's over.
(gobbling)
and complete your end-of-civilization dioramas.
most Lutherans and...
We're all dead, man.
to do all the cooking,
What are we gonna do?
I must caution you that this machine was only designed
(groaning)
-(screaming) -(gurgling)
'Tis witchcraft, verily.
(sighs)
That's where we got our panini press.
The panini press doesn't remember me
to one of those innocent-seeming companies,
Ooh, it's working.
Mmm, mmm. There's nothing virtual
Forgive me. They were exquisite.
Pretty much.
(gasps)